It came as a surprise. Both times, I’d not seen it, not in the beginning, at least. Both times, there’d been nothing to indicate it lay hidden somewhere in the

What a summer it’s been. It began as it has many times in the past with a Little League baseball season. Up at the ballpark, we renewed old acquaintances, made

I was born on the Kansas prairie. On a long-ago day in July, I appeared, beating one sister by a couple of years and a brother by a solid six.

Her face. Oh, my heart. That face I’d come to love. It beamed with the light of a thousand candles, and joy, radiant and pure, shone brightly. I’d seen her

Funny, how life turns out. Mister and I have spoken this often, that nothing’s gone just like we thought; that life has turned out all different. What this means is

What you don’t know (unless you’ve walked it) is all that’s involved when a prodigal runs. When he heads full bore to a far-distant land. When the lamb that you

What a wonderful time of year. As I write, a summer rain is falling. Instead of bundling up in layers, tripling my normal circumference, I trot happily about in flip-flops

It was a quote that came through my news feed. Where many inspirational thoughts evoked laughter or comfort or fuzzy, warm feelings, this one struck like a bullet. “If we

In a tiny chapel ‘neath skies of blue, we’ve gathered. There, where hawks ride the thermals, circling high above ridges; there in the place where Nowhere begins, it is quiet,

FacebookTwitterGoogle+DiggPinterestBloggerAfter a brutal, crushing winter, summer has come to our small, American town. Up and down Main Street, flowers bloom, splashing color, dripping happiness from hanging baskets and overflowing boxes.